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Tuesday, May 29, 2012

I would like to
thank author Carolyn Rosewood for visiting my blog. She is generously offering
a free copy of her book, “His Majesty’s Secret.” Please leave a comment and
include your email address at the bottom. Carolyn will make a random selection for
the recipient of “His Majesty’s Secret.” I love the book! I’m half-way
through and found her writing style
enchanting.

His Majesty’s
Secret by Carolyn Rosewood

I’m thrilled to
announce I’m now a Siren-Bookstrand author! His
Majesty’s Secret, my M/F fantasy romance set in an alternate
universe that mirrors our Medieval period, is available from Siren-Bookstrand! I’m
thrilled to be part of Siren, and to show my appreciation to my readers, I’m giving
away a copy of His Majesty’s Secret today to one commenter!

BLURB: When
his half brother Austin declares himself King, Crown Prince Dalmas of Ashdowne
is forced to flee his castle or be put to death for treason. On his way to find
proof Austin's claims are false, he prevents the imminent sexual assault of a
beautiful young woman, killing Castle Guards in the process.

Fleeing a forced betrothal,
Ravenna LoPresti of Wythmail finds herself a reluctant companion to sexy,
lustful Dalmas on his journey to find the truth and win back his rightful
Crown. While Austin and his Guards chase Dalmas, a Royal Proclamation declares
a price on Ravenna's head as well.

Dalmas and Ravenna awaken each other's sexual
desires, but will lust and growing love keep them together, even if they find
the proof Dalmas needs? Or will Ravenna be forced to return to her kingdom and
marry the Count, or be put to death for a murder she didn't commit?

ADULT EXCERPT: Ravenna didn’t realize she was crying
until he brushed away her tears. When his mouth found hers again, she didn’t
hesitate to return his kiss. He partially unlaced her dress, his fingers
trailing down her spine, white-hot against her skin. His tongue flicked down
her neck and across one shoulder, then the other.

She
reached for his tunic, but he caught her hands and pinned them to her sides.
“Me first,” he whispered, a wicked grin on his face.

“Am
I not to move, Highness?” Ravenna shivered as he held her wrists firm.

“Keep
your hands at your side, or I’ll put you over my knee.”

She
couldn’t help the moan that escaped her lips as he gently pushed the dress over
her breasts and arms until the fabric reached her wrists. She held her arms
still, although the thought of moving them so he’d follow through on his threat
to spank her sent waves of desire straight to her pussy.

He
knelt in front of her and took her breasts in his hands, pushing them together.
When he ran his teeth and tongue over her nipples as he had earlier by the stream,
she cried out, clenching her thighs together. She was so close to an orgasm all
she had to do was move the right way. Did he know? Was he doing this on
purpose, making her wait? “Dalmas, please.”

He
looked up, his eyes smoky with lust. “You’re very impatient, girl of Wythmail.”

When
he smacked her on the left ass cheek, she yelped, more from surprise than
anything. She barely felt his hand through the fabric of the skirt, but her
pussy became so wet her juices started to trickle down her thighs.

He
returned his attention to her nipples, and she had to dig her nails into her
palms to keep from grabbing a fistful of his hair to push his mouth closer. The
thought of a spanking competed with her desire to see what else he had planned
for her.

“You
may move your arms, but only to allow the dress to fall.” He pushed the fabric
down to her ankles. “Now keep your arms at your sides again or you’ll get more
of this.” He smacked her hard, once on each ass cheek.

Oh,
Stars of Rohesia. “Dalmas, please...” She looked into his handsome face to find
him grinning.

“Am
I to understand you like that, Ravenna?”

She
was grateful for the low light, for she knew a fierce blush covered her face.
“Yes,” she whispered.

“I
shall have to remember that.” He stood and retrieved a blanket, which he spread
on the ground in front of her. “Move your legs apart a bit.”

She
did as he asked. His tongue traced a line of liquid fire over her abdomen then
down to her wetness, flicking her clit, teasing. Her palms became damp and numb
from pressing them against her hips to keep from moving. Incomprehensible
sounds escaped her throat. His tongue alternated between lapping inside her
pussy and flicking her clit until she was ready to explode. She’d reached the
point where she couldn’t take anymore when he took her entire clitoris into his
mouth and sucked hard, slipping two fingers inside her at the same time.

She
screamed and dug her hands into his hair, grinding her hips into his face as an
intense orgasm spread through her, shocking her with wave after wave of hot
fire. It went on for long minutes. Even her legs trembled.

He
lowered her to the blanket and laid her face down, then took her arms and put
them over her head, holding both wrists with one strong hand, just as he had
the first day.

“I
told you not to move,” he said, a smile in his voice.

She
tensed in anticipation. He spanked each cheek several times and it stung, but
it also sent a flood of desire through her like nothing ever had. He let go of
her wrists, and she heard the rustle of clothing.

“Please,
Dalmas. Let me touch you. Let me see you.”

“Not
tonight. You’re being punished.”

He
wrapped his tunic loosely around her wrists. “Tell me if this is too tight. I
don’t wish to harm you.”

Ravenna
could barely catch her breath. Another orgasm was building, and all he’d done
was spank her and bind her wrists with a piece of cloth from which she could
easily break free.

He
massaged her ass, smacking her every so often, though not as hard as before. He
reached around and played with her nipples, then slipped a hand underneath to
stroke her clit. She tried to grind into his hand, but with her arms overhead
all she could do was lie there and let him take control. It was exhilarating to
give into him, and it left her dizzy with anticipation and desire.

“You’re
so beautiful, Ravenna. If we were at the castle we’d never leave my bed.”

She
moaned and writhed, trying to bring on her climax. Finally she felt his cock
tease the opening to her wetness, circling it, prodding ever so slightly then
withdrawing. He kept one hand under her, and when he suddenly plunged inside,
she let out a scream as a strong orgasm rocked her.

He
thrust slowly, forcing her to slow down and wait for him. Both hands reached
under to cup her breasts. His thrusting gradually increased until finally he
pistoned in and out with speed she wouldn’t have thought possible. His breath
was hot on her back, and when she came again, he joined her, his spasms going
on for long moments.